"Sure/* a voice responded drawlingly. The man walked
off down the lane. In a minute there was a crackling of brush
down the lane, and then the sound of hoofs.
Mr. Munn wondered, idly, why Doctor MacDonald did not
start. He wondered what time it must be by now. It could
not be long, now. In a minute, in two minutes, they would
mount, and move in. The cold had climbed past his knees,
but somehow he was not really uncomfortable, and did not
feel disposed to stamp his feet and swing his arms, as some
of the other men had done. He felt very calm, now, very
Doctor MacDonald was speaking. "Get the telegraph
wires at exactly twelve-twenty-five,'* he said. " And you, Mr.
Murray, you and your boys get the telephone wires on the
pike at the same time. Then come in by Jefferson to Fifth,
Pick up anybody loose on upper Jefferson,"
The two men moved off.
" We're ready," Doctor MacDonald announced, and turned
back into the elder thicket. Mr. Munn and the three other
men remaining followed him. They led their horses out into
the lane, and mounted. Twenty yards or so down the lane
toward the pike, they stopped, and two of the men rode into
the grove, which was more open here.
"Well, we might as well put on our fancy-dress," Doctor
MacDonald said. He drew from his pocket a strip of white
cloth and adjusted it over the lower part of his face. He
pinned a white band around his left arm. Mr. Munn and
the other man put on their masks.
Horsemen began to file out of the grove and proceed at a
walk toward the pike. Doctor MacDonald, accompanied by
Mr. Munn and the other man, trotted to the head of the
uneven line. At the junction of the lane and the pike they
stopped, then moved out into the pike. "Form them here,"
Doctor MacDonald ordered, and Mr. Munn and the other
man moved back along the line, passing the word.
Four abreast the long column moved forward at a trot The
pike stretched out straight before them, its paleness distil-